The main force of White Worm Horse exited, although he did not die, he was considered to have completed his expulsion.

However, because Ires used too much force, he needed a while to join the battle, but Philip, who should have completed the interception of the defeated army, did not appear.

"What happened to Philip..." Chesca held a divine word again, and the power of [Promised Things] continued to inject it.

"Among those people, there is a dangerous enemy." Chesca said, looking at Cialillo on one side, he seriously suspected that the 'Gerri' monk had a problem.

Cirillo naturally understood the reason why Chesca said this, but to some extent, he was reluctant to face this topic.

"The focus now is on expelling the Fifty Son of Man. As long as the word vessel is forged successfully, nothing will be a problem." Cirillo gradually turned into the light in the elemental state and flew towards the Fifty Son of Man.

The White Worm Horse has retreated at this moment and will hardly have the ability to jump out and cause trouble within ten years. Their forging plan has been completed in half this time, and the only thing left is to expel the fiftieth son.

Chesca didn't say much, but it was the time to argue.

Just as he was about to leave, he suddenly stopped and listened. He seemed to have heard something just now, but he was not sure.

It seemed like the howling of the cold wind, or the chirping of insects at night, everything seemed so real but blurry.

A little uneasiness rose in my heart. The cave is indeed the best place to forge and expel the magical instruments, but the ominousness of the cave is not false.

Actions rashly in the cave will always bring some bad things.

Of course this is their plan. Isn’t the Fifty Son of Man attracted this way?

After suppressing the uneasiness in his heart, Chesca took action again. No matter what he was facing, his faith was consistent, and any enemy standing in front would die under his magic.

The fiftieth son kept approaching the town. He was a little surprised at the rain of arrows that had erupted from the [Arrow of Horns] before, but he was not afraid. This thing could not control him.

His body is made of clay stained with blood. Even if he is hit by the [Arrow of the Horn Bone] and his body is sacrificed, he only needs to communicate with the earth to obtain a new body again. This level of life and death can no longer control him.

It can be said that Elles's choice was correct. If he had chosen the attack target as him before, then the results that Elles could get would be nothing more than a ball of blood-stained clay.

As the fiftieth Son of Man kept approaching the town, more of those who died without grey skin were killed. They could only pray to God and pray that God would protect themselves so that the judgment of the fiftieth Son of Man would not fall on them.

Of course, there are also some gray-skinned people who want to surrender and keep kowtowing to the 50th Son of Man. Unfortunately, when they give up their faith, they will die in an instant.

Some of them became resentful to the church, and with extreme resentment, cursing the church's people before their death, bewitching them.

These gray-skinned people cannot advance or retreat, and can only gradually despair under the fear of death, forming a gray-skinned figure of falling into karma.

Some monks who came to preach the mission turned pale under this situation.

Their strength is not very strong. The reason why they can come here is just to educate these gray skins.

Before, these gray skins did indeed begin to be good under their teachings, but under death, everything became hideous. Some monks could not accept this contrast, and their faith began to shake.

The power of the cave was ready to move. Before this, the church established a town here and used the holy power to suppress the power of the cave. If the forging of the Victory Exile flag is completed, then perhaps this town can really become a nail in the cave.

However, after all, it has not been completed yet, and the cave will not allow its own territory to be lost. At this moment, the power has quietly begun to act, and some monks' beliefs can't help but collapse, and a gray color appears on their skin.

At this moment, the forging ceremony was used in the opposite direction by the underground cave. Gray skin insisted on faith and would become humans. If humans collapsed, they would be dominated by the power of the underground cave and directly transformed into alien races or even alien species.

At the same time, the Fifty Son seemed to be listening to the screams of the grays, but in fact he was listening to some melody.

"Blasphemy...Nether Trindel!" The fiftieth man smiled and pinched the purple gem in his hand.

Obviously, the reason why these monks were able to fall so quickly was that Nesser's blasphemy made a great contribution to it, but the sound was very hidden, and for some reasons, it made it difficult for these monks to notice.

Not far from the town, Philip fell to the ground, looking at the cat that was so fat that it was a little funny, but he couldn't laugh at it at this moment.

Shortly after he was plotted by Gerry, the cat appeared and attacked him.

His exclusive magic technique is limited, and the power of magic technique has been reduced a lot. If he doesn't pay attention, his own faith will have problems.

And the power of the underground cave became active at this moment. Facing this cat, he really couldn't hold on for long before he was defeated.

Just when he thought he was going to die in the cat's claw, the other party did not kill him. He just used some magic to further block his ability and action to perform divine magic.

Then Philip's nightmare began. He was treated as a medium. His faith was touched, as if it was when his real name was covered before. He noticed the abnormal movement of his real name, and then something covered him.

The thing started to make a sound with the help of his somewhat chaotic belief at the moment.

After hearing this sound, he realized what it was.

Nesser condensed his achievements in Loa, and most of the monks on that front would tremble whenever they heard the sound of knocking on the table, because Nesser would activate one of the abilities of the sacrilegious people by knocking on the table every day - blasphemy.

At this moment, Nesser was not knocking on the table, but through this cat, his belief that was attacked by many cognitions of God and thus extremely chaotic as a medium, was used to provoke blasphemy to all the monks around him.

He couldn't help but recite the divine words in his mouth, but compared to the divine words that the monks recited countless times, what he recited at this moment became a bit strange, pauses, tone and even emotions were particularly chaotic.

Most monks actually cannot hear it, but cannot pay attention even if they hear it.
Chapter completed!